Memory 002: I regret...

[forgotten_titan]

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Waking up to an apocalyptic world is never the best thing to wake up to. Especially when she gets the nagging feeling that she's seen something like this before. The first day had not been too bad though; she'd just been wandering around town trying to look for friends or the Titans, or even her housemate, Sniper. She could worry about why this whole scene seemed familiar to her later. Right now, it was more important that she made sure everyone else was alright.

However with the coming of the second day people might see Tara running as she's being chased by three of the crazy cannibals. She's doing an alright job out-running them so far, but she has limits to her stamina. The small sack of things that she's managed to scavenge from around is also weighing her down; coupled with the fact that she hasn't eaten properly in nearly a whole day, it's more than a dead weight. The nagging feeling from yesterday has now manifested itself as a pounding headache too, and that's not helping her concentration.

She needs help, and fast.

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[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

All right.

Do you have some place fortified to stay? I'll get you there at least. The streets are well, not the safest place.

[forgotten-titan.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I do, but I'm looking for other stuff I could bring back. The guy I'm staying with is pretty good at taking down all these insane people, so I thought I'd look for food for him instead.

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

Well, then let me help you get back there. I don't think you want to go through a run like that and I don't think I want to have to do more cinder block work, cause the gun is probably going to be too loud.

[forgotten-titan.livejournal.com]

No, it's ok, I can make it back on my ow...

(And that's when the fatigue hits her again, along with another throbbing headache. She falls down to her knees and holds her head as the pain comes in waves.)

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

[He kneels down and offers a hand]

I dunno, this place has us all off guard.

[forgotten-titan.livejournal.com]

(She looks up at him and gives in, weakly grabbing his.)

Y-yeah, no k-kidding...

OK, so maybe I should go h-home.

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

[He nods and lets out a breath]

Lead the way then.

[forgotten-titan.livejournal.com]

(She stumbles most of the way, but in the end she manages to get back to her home at 625 Topper Street; or what's left of it. Thankfully for the both of them, there're no other attacks.

When she reaches what remains of the front lawn, she turns back to him and smiles tiredly.)

Thanks Booster Gold. Do you wanna come in and rest for a bit? I could talk to the guy I'm staying with, convince him not to shoot you. He's...a little paranoid of people.

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

I'd love to take a break and all but really, I can't right now. Go inside and get some rest, and I'll do what I can to keep the area as canibal free as possible.

[He nods and gives a thumbs up]

[forgotten-titan.livejournal.com]

(She responds with a thumbs up of her own.)

Sure. Thanks again, and take care of yourself.

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

No problem. Get some rest!

[He starts off into the wasteland]